does not define a human.
Just because someone has a big wallet,
it does not mean they have a big heart.
I lost my job,
and everything important to me was taken away.
I was tossed aside by the employed,
and landed on the side of the road.
I am helpless,
and stripped of all my resources.
People, even children walk by me,
and avoid eye contact,
like I’m not there.
Just a shadow of my former self.
when people are not
defined by a green piece of paper,
No one will ever live on the streets
Begging for anything that will help them survive the night.